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Lyrify.me

Wikipedia by King Cobe Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2013

You can catch me on internet
For wasting my damn time, there is no bigger threat
If I had to use an inkjet
I'd be out of black like 'this shit hasn't printed yet!'
& facebook blues, I got em
I don't drop tabs, I opened em, forgot em
& re-post, re-post, like
'what the fuck's wrong with King Cobe's Ego?' (idk)
I did it all for the likes, & the hating
Wake up, red-hot notifications
Hanging over like 'I shouldn't'a said that shit'
Message chicks like 'I couldn't'a said THAT shit,' that's it
I'm gonna quit or get a Tumblr or Twitter
Or Delete Fucking Everything, all bitter
& get a book from the library
Who the fuck am I kidding? I need that binary, 101010

Wiki Wiki Wiki, can't you see?
Your pages hypnotize me
I click around in Figure-8's &
Feel like a misconfiguration
Wiki Wiki, can't you see?
Your pages pages are laughing at me
Makes me wish I made it
Guess I gotta get disambiguated

& I'm scary on the mic like a Big Lurch
& I might just get worse, yea I heard your kid's verse
It's some shit I did first, I posted it &
No one noticed it back on Myspace in '07
I'm not hating tho, there's no sense in it
Then I read his Wiki
This kid's born in '94? You're fucking with me
Fucking wikipedia, What I turn to when I'm
Sick of the media, you can catch me in a wiki-hole
Hyperlink after hyperlink, that's typical
& I think of what I did & didn't yet
To get hip hop heads swinging like swingsets
So I typed 'King Cobe' to search me
The search phrase "King" wasn't worthy
"Cobe" was a sattelite, a background explorer
Yeah a background explorer

Wiki Wiki Wiki, can't you see?
Your pages hypnotize me
I click around in Figure-8's &
Feel like a misconfiguration
Wiki Wiki, can't you see?
Your pages pages are laughing at me
Makes me wish I made it
Guess I gotta get disambiguated

Yea but what the fuck man? Not even a paragraph?
Not even a page I could print just to Tear in Half?
These other cats don't sound so special
Lucky motherfuckers, made a deal with the Devil
I'm not hating tho, I'm really not
Anyone who sets sail will feel the knots
In their stomach & otherwise
I've got the same good ideas as a hundred other guys
But I had an early life too
Legal troubles, the whole 9 yards dude
A mother of Swedish decent, Rent
Paid my dues like mine are due, I'm spent
Just wanna be remembered by motherfuckers
Worst Fear, Cobe; since the first year, undiscovered
A damn waste like you can't taste the first beer
What a bummer, that's why I'm coming in your ear

Cause fuck what you heard
King Cobe
Sicker than your average
Mentally ill, he descends into madness
The lunatic's in your head
The lunatic's in your head